I can describe them, but they're so weird it might be better to show you. They weren't werewolves or goblins or anything like that. They were like people with kitchen things for hands and Halloween masks. [Dixon points in the right direction and starts to lead Kal that way.]

People here got real ticked off when I killed one. It's like they didn't get that they were coming at the kids with knives and all. [And really, protecting the youngsters in the group had been Dixon's intent. He just didn't realize that a shoot-first-hide-the-body-later approach wasn't going to fly with all these superhero millennials.]

Oh, and if you ain't met everyone yet, we got like ten teenagers in tow. Whoever picked this group out has a sick sense of humor and no morals.